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“My head is fine. The dizziness is gone. But if you don’t fuck me soon, I will be in a different kind of pain.”
Fuck.
My lips crash down on hers, claiming what is mine. This kiss is even better than the one in Miami and the kisses we shared in that closet in the hotel room. Instincts take over and I do my level best to taste every part of her mouth, to devour her.
Too soon, though, kissing is not enough. I pull back as I entwine my fingers in her hair, gripping it tightly. I tilt her head at an angle that leaves her nowhere to look but in my eyes.
“Riley, know this. Once I fuck you, that’s it. You’re mine. I don’t share, and I don’t let anyone touch what belongs to me.”
“I belong to me,” she insists.
My hand tightens in her hair.
“Once my dick makes you scream my name, that statement is no longer true.” I don’t even know where these words are coming from. I’ve never claimed a woman in my life. This one, however, is mine. I can feel it down to my soul.
“Kyle, I’m not—”
I cut that bullshit off with another kiss, once again possessing her. Showing her without words that, yeah, she might be her own person, but she’s mine.
“Don’t let that pretty mouth of yours get you into trouble, Riley,” I say against her lips.
She lets out a moan, and I can tell she’s on the edge.
“Do you want me to fuck you, Riley?”
“Yes,” she whimpers.
“Then say it,” I command.
Her hands clutch at my shoulders almost desperately. “Say what?”
“That you’re mine.”
She swallows, hesitating.
“Say it.”
“Kyle.”
My name on her tongue with that sexy, desperate tone causes all of the blood in my body to rush to my cock. It painfully presses again my pants, begging for me to fuck her right then and there.
But I’m a man of control, if nothing else.
I can wait until she gives me the words. I want her surrender.
“Tell me, Riley.” My hand fists in her hair even tighter.
“Yours,” she whimpers. “I’m yours, Kyle.”
CHAPTER18
Riley
I’m yours, Kyle.
I had no idea three simple words could mean so much. As soon as the phrase pushes through my lips, Kyle is everywhere. He’s kissing me, his hand in my hair massaging my scalp, while his other hand runs up and down my thigh.
And he steps in closer to the stool, forcing my legs even wider to make room for his bulky frame. A tremor runs through my body at the feel of his very large dick pressing against my core. The seam of my panties becomes soaked with evidence of my need.
